On occasion, I look around and realize that for the most part, my entire current existence revolves around my Greys. I schedule my flying around them. I have friends that are pretty much on call to look after them when I am out of town.
If my birds are in a rotten mood, so am I. If they are grumpy or loud, there I am. I get upset when they don’t finish their dinner. And I seem to spend an inordinate amount of time sweeping, vacuuming, spot-cleaning poop and changing papers in the bottom of their cages. I have to think about keeping newspapers in stock. I don’t have newspaper delivery so I’m always on the lookout for local community newspapers which fit conveniently.
My screened-in porch door is broken due to yet another wind storm. (This replacement will be my 6th…) I’m on the fifth floor and located on the south side of the building with no other large building around to break the windstorms. Not unlike flagpole-sitting, the wind up here can get fierce. This time it’s worse because not only is the door screwed up, the frame is shot. Consequently, the screen door takes a beating and when that happens, the parrots can’t go outside. Bummer.
To be honest, I get tired of it occasionally. I don’t want to get up every day having to face what they feel like dishing out that morning. They aren’t bad parrots. They are actually wonderful. But it is relentless. It never changes. It’s not bad every day. And some days are simply wonderful. But there’s no going back to the days when I would wake up knowing I could do anything I wanted without ever a thought of, “But wait. What about…?”
When people think about getting a parrot, I wish people would think about that. There’s no going back. You can’t undo what you have taken on. Yes, I suppose many people do, which certainly explains the existence of Phoenix Landing, Best Friends Parrot Garden, and many other adoption organizations.
What I don’t understand is how anyone could look at a parrot and not understand what a massive undertaking it is. They have a set of pliers on their face, they can fly, they molt tons of feathers and they can scream like a banshee. They throw their food, poop every 15 minutes or so, and their feet appear to have been the model for the dinosaur action figure in your kid’s toy box. Now you and I can look at that and think, “What’s not to love?” We get it.
But other people? Their first question is, “Does it talk?” And I hate the “It” word, by the way.
Not to worry. I have no intention of finding new homes for them any time soon. I love my Greys dearly. They are my family and I am so close to them. It’s not about that. It’s really not even about them. It’s about the mess they leave in their wake. And speaking of messes, I entertained the thought of having children for about fifteen minutes in my entire life. I don’t know why, I just never thought that having children would be particularly fulfilling. Or fun. Or satisfying. And besides, it’s not really an original idea.
Charlie seemed quite interested in hanging with me at the Parrot Garden at Best Friends.
While I realize many people have kids every day, it was just never something I was particularly interested in. I think it was partly due to the fact that when I was growing up, it was simply a case of, “It’s just what you do.”
Umm…don’t tell me that. I never really was interested in doing what everyone else was doing. There’s no original thinking in that. I wonder how many of my high school classmates would go back and change the course of their life if they could? Would they wait a little longer to get married? Would they put off having their children for a while?
And of course, I was one of those people that viewed the “Everybody’s doing it.” thought train with one of derision. And the way I looked at it, it appeared to me that they decided to have kids for lack of anything better to do. While this is probably not the case with millions of people, I got that feeling from many of the people I went to school with.
Nope. Not for me. I had to choose a tougher lifestyle. And I think a lot of us would probably admit that, parrots are indeed a tad rougher in the overall scheme of things. You know: They don’t move out. They don’t grow up. They will always depend on you.
I don’t regret making the decision to get Parker. I really don’t. If anything, I wish I had gotten into having birds in my life earlier. It might have been a lot more difficult for me, but that doesn’t change the way I feel. And overall, I’m quite happy. Thoughtful, but happy.
I think one of the reasons I have remained happy with them is the balance I have created between being a human being and being a human being with parrots. I care about my Greys very much, but I have set a balance in my life where they have their own relationships and friends with other people. In other words, as far as they are concerned, it’s not all about me. And you have no idea how great that feels! I love it when I come home from a trip to find Parker playing with Nan, Pepper on the arm of the couch next to her and Nyla sitting on Bill’s shoe getting a head scratch. I am ignored. I love it! Seeing that simply screams “Success!” to me.
I have done it: They have their own life. And that was an important goal for me because as far as I’m concerned, it’s about them, not about me.
January 30, 2013 at 12:34 pm
I’ll have to get on a step stool to high five you on this! My favorite line in this piece…”Umm…don’t tell me that. I never really was interested in doing what everyone else was doing.” I’ll get down off this step stool now.
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January 30, 2013 at 12:38 pm
I’ll give you a boost back up on that step stool anytime, Irena!
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January 30, 2013 at 12:34 pm
Kids are just “starter pets” for parrots
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January 30, 2013 at 12:37 pm
I REALLY like that! Wow!
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January 30, 2013 at 1:00 pm
I want this on a t-shirt! Can I steal it?
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February 2, 2013 at 12:11 am
Me too! Nancy, I think you got yourself a t-shirt making business!
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January 30, 2013 at 12:43 pm
Once again you have expressed it for all of us. I think most of us whose lives revolve around our parrots would agree that it’s a tougher lifestyle. It’s not like you can just have the neighbor come over and fill the dog’s dishes. Parrot sitters have to be just as… special.. 😉 as we all are. Like you, I didn’t know what I was getting into when I brought home my first cockatiel as an adult, having had one as a youngster. Had I known, I might have made choices differently too, had them earlier, maybe.
I guess that’s why Mark Twain’s quote rings so true to me… the one about being the sort of person who keeps a parrot. 😉
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January 30, 2013 at 12:44 pm
Organizations that put dancing parrots on their websites are sending mixed messages that lead those “does it talk” people to follow their impulsive nature and to go out and get a parrot who will soon become homeless. As long as there are parrot “rescue” organizations out there who codify the pet trade this insanity will continue. With over 1000 requests for surrender in 2012 we expect this trend to continue as long as people sit on the fence, dance around the issue and try to “make nice” with those who provide their funding in order to cover up the real issue. Parrots belong in the wild. It is impossible to give them anything vaguely resembling their natural lives. All the news is not good, stop pretending it is!
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January 30, 2013 at 12:52 pm
I agree with you Marc that it is a crisis. I have stated many times to parrot non-profit support organizations that I wished they could go out of business. I wish they didn’t need to exist. And that includes yours. I would love to see us all simply support the World Parrot Trust and call it a day. But as you know very well, they are here. And helping keep the parrots in the homes they are in now by helping people cope with it as opposed to their birds ending up in a facility is what I attempt to do here. I’ve said it before: This blog is about people who have birds. The messy side of it and all.
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January 30, 2013 at 1:16 pm
I always tell people to avoid getting a parrot if they simply want a talking animal. The novelty of having a talking (or dancing) bird will wear off, but a parrot requires a lot of care over a very long life span.
On the topic of the blog, I’ve never wanted to have children either. I’m at the age where most women have kids, but I just obsess over birds and birdwatching and fantasize about owning a horse.
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January 30, 2013 at 1:05 pm
I have had co-workers comment to me after hearing about my birds ” oh I want a bird to, maybe soon ” I ask what kind were you thinking of? they say oh one of those colourful ones. I then offer directions to the stuffed animal section at Toys R Us ugh No surprise so many rescues are over crowded and that line does it talk sends me to a very dark place.
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January 30, 2013 at 1:08 pm
I just offer to have them come over and clean up after my Greys for a week or so. They then conveniently forget about the entire idea.
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January 30, 2013 at 1:26 pm
This was a fantastic post and exactly the sentiment I wish I could convey to people BEFORE they adopt a bird. I couldn’t agree with you more – I wouldn’t change a thing (I love mine dearly and am in it til the end) but definitely remember what my life was like (oh, the freedom!) before I had birds. Thanks for your honesty and for putting this out there – couldn’t have said it better myself 🙂
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January 30, 2013 at 1:43 pm
Great Article! I would love to have Ginger accept other members of our family, but they are leary of Ginger biting them. She loves to tease people into coming up to scratch her, then giving them a good chomp!
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January 30, 2013 at 1:53 pm
Parrots v kidz: “You know: They don’t move out. They don’t grow up. They will always depend on you.” All of my co-workers who had kids are now raising THE GRANDKIDS, something they never planned on or wanted. I am one of the CBC’s (childless-by-choice) and have never regretted this…
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January 30, 2013 at 2:35 pm
Another bit of fallout from having kids. I never thought of that part of it. Thanks Su. That opened my eyes.
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January 30, 2013 at 2:30 pm
Patricia, You have expressed my sentiment pretty darn closely. Sometimes I get to the point of them driving me crazy, and other times that I can’t imagine not having parrots.I love ’em…don’t get me wrong but the cons you descibe fit me pretty closely. I hate having to hustle to find someone to take care of them when I’m away, but they seem so ecstatic when I get back. And, like you, I hate the “it” word…they are parrots, dammit.
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January 30, 2013 at 2:46 pm
you know what I always say PS…….some people PEAK in HS………..not us 🙂
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January 30, 2013 at 2:51 pm
Wonderful Post! You are blessed to have friends that love your parrots as much as you do and vice versa. That is Very Rare!
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January 30, 2013 at 2:59 pm
March will mark my 37th year of living with, caring for and yes- cleaning up after parrots. I always say, “If it is any other labor than a labor of love, then you shouldn’t own parrots. “(LAB)
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January 30, 2013 at 3:02 pm
Congratulations! That is wonderful that after all of these years, Lisa, you are still educating, learning and passing good information on! I have nothing but admiration for your work and your efforts!
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January 30, 2013 at 4:21 pm
P –
One of your best posts ever. I totally relate.
Debra
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January 30, 2013 at 4:28 pm
Parrots … “have a set of pliers on their face”. I read your description just as I heard my hyacinth taking a “chunk” out of a manzanita branch on her tree stand
and saw that she had chewed through yet another heavy piece of chain. But I love her anyway. I’m in awe of her beauty every time I look at her.
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January 30, 2013 at 4:54 pm
I think you think the point of view that “they don’t grow up and move out” is harder for you. No way!
Typical statement of someone who doesn’t have kids. It’s when the kids DO move out and start doing all kinds of things that you have no idea about, that’s the hard part. Having a perpetual child, which birds are, is easy. Babies are a breeze over an adult child doing things you don’t like, things that break your heart.
My birds and dog will be with me the rest of their lives but I think it’s the easiest time of my life right now. What a breeze by comparison!!!
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January 30, 2013 at 5:06 pm
Kathy,
I may not have ever had kids, but I was indeed a child once. When I was 18, I was shown the door. I went to college and was financially responsible for myself that day on. Was it easy? No. But I had no choice. So do I understand what you are saying? No. That wasn’t my experience. So the entire idea of being given an option of returning home was not in my history. So to be honest, I can very easily say that I do not understand your point of view. But I can also freely say that my experience is probably not typical. I do know that I cannot “show my birds the door.” I am responsible for them. You have a choice when you are a parent. I do not.
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January 30, 2013 at 7:51 pm
“I think one of the reasons I have remained happy with them is the balance I have created between being a human being and being a human being with parrots. I care about my Greys very much, but I have set a balance in my life where they have their own relationships and friends with other people.”
Indeed: That is success
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January 30, 2013 at 8:26 pm
You are not alone in these thoughts… I have never done what my friends do. There are things that I want to do that a lot of people I know have no interest. I love all animals and wish I could take them all in. I have child, she will be 18 soon. and I have raised her alone and also taken care of my mother for the past 20 yrs.. When I decided I wanted a parrot, I wanted the parrot to choose me. and I knew I wanted a female grey, although I read up on the parrots I was considering. Got rid of my pots and pans for stainless, although I still have my candles, haven’t lit any in 7 years. Myra is on of Jean Pattison’s from a local person who hand raises them in her home. Myra (scrambled version of my name) and I connected at 1st glance (can’t explain it) but of all the greys that were there, I knew she was the one. Now I have 4 parrots. Yes my life is stressful and I try to do my best for them and hope to do more… They make me very happy.. I have a Cockateil (Storm- I named her)that i inherited since the previous owner couldn’t handle her.. after 3 days, I had her stepping on my hand. Storm doesn’t talk and that doesn’t matter, I can tell she loves me. I have a Sun Conure (Chewy- my 2nd) talks a little, he just stole my heart when I saw him – I know he loves me and boy do I know when he wants attention. My 4th is a Quaker (Jade) who is just as talkative and smart as Myra and they talk to eachother sometimes and she screams her head off just like Chewy.. Some people ask me if they curse and try to get them to curse and let me just tell you I go off… I don’t want them to say such nasty words.. I am greeted in the morning, and they know I’m about to walk in the door and all are very happy to see me… they make me smile, they make me laugh and although they are hard work, I would NEVER EVER think of getting rid of them.. and I do believe that parrots have cognitive abilities (most animals do) but it seems that we have a connection that I can’t explain, but I know when they want something and something specific.They are a joy to my life and I can’t wait to make them the biggest, nicest playgym. Oh and it once was that every time I went shopping, I would look for things for my child, now I look at things for the parrots and read every label on food packages. Yes, I do cook for them, but not as often as I like. My next project is to grow their food and take the supplies that I’ve been hoarding and finish making toys… They are expensive, but it’s just money, happiness is all that matters…
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January 30, 2013 at 8:26 pm
Your last paragraph sounds like a description of successful child-rearing to me!Good post and good points about the need to commit to a life-time with a parrot. My animal companions have always been “for better or worse” with me so I find it hard to understand folks who treat them as disposable because they are not convenient. There were many times when my young son was not convenient but you just kinda hang in there and keep on being a parent until they, like your greys, have their own life!
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January 30, 2013 at 8:29 pm
Wow, so many opinions I guess I have to throw mine in… I am a parent and a parront. I have a 23 year old lovely, successful, independent daughter and three happy, healthy flighted macaws. I feel that I have done a good job raising all. I believe that everyone should make their decisions when it comes to whether to have or not have children and/or any type of pets; however, when it comes to pets of any kind, that decision should never be made until that specific pet (breed, etc.) has been thoroughly researched. This is true with all pets, but especially birds. So many people think they are so pretty, they talk, they are kept in cages – so easy! I believe this is why so many are given up. I put as much time and care into raising my macaws as I did into raising my child, obviously it’s different, but their needs are every bit as important to me. Patricia, I thank you for all of your information as you were (and are) a great research tool for me in continuing to raise my flock.
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January 30, 2013 at 9:06 pm
Thank you very much. So kind of you to say! It must have been challenging balancing both kids and parrots. I admire your ability to handle both successfully.
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January 31, 2013 at 7:09 am
I’m glad I never had kids, there is a world of them out there in different colors and coats, both human and animal that need adopting. I am proudly owned by 2 Timnith, 2 quakers and 2 con ours, 3 cats and 11 turtles and 1 human sweet heart and 1 brother. That is enough to challenge for any one.
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February 2, 2013 at 3:59 pm
Another great article. I have an only parrot, Katie, a CAG. I had a budgie as a chid/teen/young adult and went without parrots for 20 years because my job required about 80 percent travel. (I had a Yorkie that traveled with me.) Now that I’m back as a “parrot person”, I have one question. Why didn’t you stop with one parrot? Parrots require so much more care and expense than dogs or cats. I can’t imagine trying to keep more than one parrot happy. Living with one parrot is much easier than the description in your article. With one parrot we can do lots of things together out of the house–walk around the neigborhood, walk in the woods, visit the library, visit friends, go on errands in the car, etc. Most importantly, there’s a lot less poop with one parrot!
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February 2, 2013 at 4:27 pm
I have three because I can handle three. Is it work? Yes. But it’s not like having a houseful. There is also a nice flock relationship that goes on. They are company for each other when I am flying. So it is a comfort to me knowing that there is this nice flock dynamic going on when I am not here. I once left with Parker and Pepper to do a photo shoot with them and Nyla had an absolute hissy fit while they were gone.They do really appreciate the company of the flock. And in the whole scheme of things, two African Greys who were essentially given up, now have a happy and enriching home with Parker and me. I’d say it’s a Win-Win. Both for them and for me.
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October 19, 2016 at 2:15 pm
(just discovered you-awesome blog) I have an answer to leaving one disgruntled bird at home-take him with you! Mine are all parakeets and housed separately -well used to be. I have two girls saved from my uncles horrid neglect. They have always been together so there they stay.
They have become good friends with my Benny. He hangs in their cage all day then goes home -to what has become the most toy-decorated sleep cage I have ever seen! lol
They won’t be separated. I tried to take the girls for grooming and Benny loudly expressed his displeasure. So I grabbed his carrier, plopped him in and away we all went. Of course the vet is used to that now. At first he always commented, asked oh so (fill in the blank bird) came along for the ride today? Luckily they all like to go “bye bye”. It was the same way with Pulsipher and Ming Ming. And Pulsipher and Benny. (Ming and Pulse both passed).
I guess it is easier to cart three parakeets around than two greys…but anyway that was my solution.
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February 3, 2013 at 11:54 am
Thank you for your post, Patricia. I couldn’t agree more, which seems to be a common sentiment in the comments. I, too, have Greys, two Congos and I adore them completely! I was never focused on having children, either, much to the probable disappointment of my folks. My two brothers have the kiddies and I have always had the toy poodles, and now, since the past 5 years, parrots. The Greys I’ve had for about a year – my female is about 11yrs of age and my male is approximately 14 years of age. I have learned so much about human behavior in the course of this path, as well as the obvious avian behavior and particularly Grey behavior. As a single 40 something gal, I am smitten.
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February 4, 2013 at 6:36 am
Being the proud father of a 22 months old boy, a 4 years old girl, two French Bulldog (6 and 5 years old) and a 7 years old CAG, I think we are talking of oranges and apples.
Before I had my children, I always used to say that my dogs and my CAG were being a great training for my future “family live”… and, partially, it certainly was. For example, I was used to having to have a kind of order in my life, a timetable to respect (walking the dogs, cleaning cages, serving foods to the animals…), I couldn’t travel freely with my wife or friends as I had the pets… my life was quite slavery… so when my daughter was born I thought my life wouldn´t change that much (after all, I was used to the slavery fact). But I was only partially correct. Not being able to go party at night freely, being scrupulous with the feeding schedules, etc was something I was already suffering, but I wasn’t that ready for sleeping just a few hours for months, for hearing cries, for having to answer hundreds of questions, etc…
I say all this because I can´t agree with the afore said (kids are just starter pets for parrots). Parrots definitely are, as you very well say in the subheading of this blog, “one hell of a lot of work “, but kids are really much much much more work than parrots are, and a ton more complicated and messier. Is just oranges and apples.
Having said all this, my life, too, revolve around my animals (I plan my animal training sessions when children are at school, I have to plan my holydays to hotels where animals are welcome, etc), and I do my best to instil my kids with this passion for animals. And yes, there are days when I wished I had no kids, nor animals. But then again, a smile of my daughter or hearing my CAG calling my son makes me come back to reality, more convinced than ever that this is the life I chose and this is the life I want.
For me the important thing is to educate our children to respect and love animals as we do.
Sorry for the long reply.
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February 5, 2013 at 12:58 pm
a little discussion i had 2 years ago with someone that addressed a couple of your points. i was a bit blunt, but often people don’t listen or follow through if you don’t make an impression. plus, he already had expectations and there was no time to waste…
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How old is it. And when can it start talking. Im getting one in 2 weeks.
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hey bro…1st lesson about animals…parrots in particular…
they aren’t an ‘IT’. you’ll find that out soon enough when he/she starts letting you know who’s in control. many people have trouble with parrots because someone way back tried to tell us the way to control parrots was to dominate them. NOT. they don’t take to that very well.
re- our grey–about 4 yrs old. she didn’t start talking until 1.5 yrs. BEWARE–THEY DON’T ALWAYS TALK. check it out for yourself on the net.
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February 19, 2013 at 4:55 pm
Wonderful blog entry, Patricia!!! You have a way of bringing clarity to issues without pointing fingers. Far too many people lack the needed commitment to live with parrots. I must admit that reading your blog made me seriously think about my commitment to my birds.
Over the years I have literally communicated with hundreds of people wanting to place thousands of parrots. Several years ago I even found it necessary to place a few of my birds after a chain of unfortunate events in my personal life. Each parrot that left my home moved on to live in a new loving home, but that did not stop the tears or keep me from feeling guilt and remorse. I can only hope that they will live out their lives being loved and getting all their needs met.
I recently found myself struggling with the decision of whether to place a few more of my birds. I walked from cage to cage wondering how I would decide which ones would stay and which ones would go. They all stayed. They all stayed because I too deeply believe what you said in closing, “… as far as I’m concerned, it’s about them, not about me.”
Thank you for all you do for your parrots and so many others!
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